My eyes hurt,
but my heart is worse.
Not quite sure,
when it'll burst.
I'll wait it out,
kick and shouts.
For-warned,
and beaten down.
When can I be sure,
That you will return.
A endless trip,
on a forever bound road.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
One rule
Don't ever let the opposite sex(or same sex if thats how you swing) be a necessity in life, but rather a luxury. Once you let them become a necessity then you'll find yourself on a roller-coaster, because love is unpredictable. A 20 ton truck barreling into your home, or a lottery winning ticket.
Feelings are just another unpredictable thing in this world. It has its ups and downs, and its left and its rights. I still question weather or not feelings are real, or a placebo to create reason for actions. Why is it some days that you'll feel so inclined to care about yours, or others feelings? And other days you feel nothing at all?
Feelings are just another unpredictable thing in this world. It has its ups and downs, and its left and its rights. I still question weather or not feelings are real, or a placebo to create reason for actions. Why is it some days that you'll feel so inclined to care about yours, or others feelings? And other days you feel nothing at all?
Thursday, February 25, 2010
1991 Riot.
Every other night, just going for another.
The uniforms file out.
Men take place.
Opening band starts.
It begins a race.
A clock counting down.
Each note played counts the second.
The opener closes out.
Cheers follow behind them.
Hush take the audience over like a cobras venom.
Denim crowds, anxious screams.
Guns N’ Roses clamber out.
Set list rolls, as the skies let a slumber sought.
The camera flashes, and the ending is bought.
Axel screams, a bump in the road.
A dive is taken, and cries are heard.
Punches thrown, and a smashed camera reside.
The fire supplied.
Tense grip, grabs the crowd.
Axel climbs back, reaches for the mic.
“Thanks to this lame-ass security, I’m going home”
He shouted as he took a step back.
His chances blown.
Roadies rush, cables taken back.
Equipment broken down.
The tour bus expels.
Hope is repelled.
A roadie roams out, facing 21,000 strong.
A snaking hose stalks behind.
Water rushes out, spraying ten, fifteen rows.
A eruption of violence follows in tow.
A barricade assaulted.
Bottlenecked and trapped.
Anything in reach being thrown.
Securities throne overrun.
Ten-One Thousand. A call goes out.
Ready to respond, of such a a bout.
Riot shows, clad in black.
Shields at guard, ready to attack.
Original forces, called to retreat.
Knowing, their almost beat.
Fires burn upon the hills.
The sky cried ashes, of the flame that kills.
Darkness creeps upon the stage, screens ripped from place.
The end of the race has shown.
First aid stations fill.
A deathly still.
The uniforms file out.
Men take place.
Opening band starts.
It begins a race.
A clock counting down.
Each note played counts the second.
The opener closes out.
Cheers follow behind them.
Hush take the audience over like a cobras venom.
Denim crowds, anxious screams.
Guns N’ Roses clamber out.
Set list rolls, as the skies let a slumber sought.
The camera flashes, and the ending is bought.
Axel screams, a bump in the road.
A dive is taken, and cries are heard.
Punches thrown, and a smashed camera reside.
The fire supplied.
Tense grip, grabs the crowd.
Axel climbs back, reaches for the mic.
“Thanks to this lame-ass security, I’m going home”
He shouted as he took a step back.
His chances blown.
Roadies rush, cables taken back.
Equipment broken down.
The tour bus expels.
Hope is repelled.
A roadie roams out, facing 21,000 strong.
A snaking hose stalks behind.
Water rushes out, spraying ten, fifteen rows.
A eruption of violence follows in tow.
A barricade assaulted.
Bottlenecked and trapped.
Anything in reach being thrown.
Securities throne overrun.
Ten-One Thousand. A call goes out.
Ready to respond, of such a a bout.
Riot shows, clad in black.
Shields at guard, ready to attack.
Original forces, called to retreat.
Knowing, their almost beat.
Fires burn upon the hills.
The sky cried ashes, of the flame that kills.
Darkness creeps upon the stage, screens ripped from place.
The end of the race has shown.
First aid stations fill.
A deathly still.
First post! Woo!
Well! Isn't this just grand. First post to the blawg. Figure I'd just talk about a few things on my mind. First of all, Hello. I'm Joe :D. I'm a guitarist trying to neck my way through high-school. Gamer, graphics artist, guitarist, poem writer and retard to boot. I can exactly figure out how to transfer into what I want, so I think I'll just do it bluntly.
The main thing that stuck on my mind was the arrogance of some people. Whether it be faith, or just pure stupidity that causes them to think this way. Who knows. All I know is it makes me want to punch them clear in the ear. What gives you the right to disregard other thoughts and ideas? I noticed this when religion was raised in a class today. I saw plenty of people go "I don't care, I know I'm right and I don't want to hear anything but that." Myself being a Atheist was amazed. I've never think someone would throw away ideas just because of a being they've never seen before.
So where will we be? 20 years from now these children that are working their way through the school system, to be the new amazing scientists, and the philosophers of the new age. How will they do this if their ideas can be destroyed so easily?
The main thing that stuck on my mind was the arrogance of some people. Whether it be faith, or just pure stupidity that causes them to think this way. Who knows. All I know is it makes me want to punch them clear in the ear. What gives you the right to disregard other thoughts and ideas? I noticed this when religion was raised in a class today. I saw plenty of people go "I don't care, I know I'm right and I don't want to hear anything but that." Myself being a Atheist was amazed. I've never think someone would throw away ideas just because of a being they've never seen before.
So where will we be? 20 years from now these children that are working their way through the school system, to be the new amazing scientists, and the philosophers of the new age. How will they do this if their ideas can be destroyed so easily?
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